Asian Annabelle Part 1
Asian Annabelle Part 1
by Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)
This work of fiction contains explicit material intended for an adults over 18. If you are under 18 or are offended by non-traditional sex do not continue.
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Author’s note: _This story is inspired by a beautiful Asian girl with whom I have been corresponding online. I wish there was not so much distance between us. This fantasy describes what I wish could happen – I hope you enjoy it!
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I approached Anna's door nervously, not quite knowing what to expect. I had been corresponding with her for months and now I finally was going to meet her.
I am a manager at a European based multi-national manufacturer. I am visiting Maylaysia and working at our Asia/Pacific headquarters, staying at hotel in Kuala Lumpur. My stay is for a month, during which time I hope to get to know Anna very well. From my email correspondence I had learned that while she loves to express her femme side, she is also very nervous about it, since Asian culture expects men to be macho, not femme.
I knocked on the door, and the door opened slightly, showing me Anna's pretty black hair, but she was looking downward. I suppose that was in response to her nervousness, so I just tried to ease the tension. "I'm Bill, Anna," I said, "and I am pleased to finally meet you, dear."
Anna opened the door and welcomed me in, speaking softly.
"May I offer you something to drink," Anna said, "perhaps a Coke?"
"Yes please," I responded, "a Coke would be nice."
Anna offered me a seat on a couch while she poured us both Cokes.
She handed me a glass and sat on the other end of the couch. I really wanted her sitting close to me, but I didn't want to rush things. From what I knew of Anna, I viewed her as a very precious flower – one to be carefully nurtured, so I just accepted the situation with the hope that her comfort with me would improve.
"You look much prettier than in your picture, Anna," I said.
Anna smiled and said, "thank you – I think you know that I am very nervous."
"Yes," I said, "I expected that, but hope that you will warm up to me."
I remained silent for a time while I looked at Anna. I had expected that she would be wearing a dress or perhaps a blouse and skirt, but she was only wearing undergarments – a pretty white slip and panties. I could see her clitty bulging in her panties. I didn't know how big she would be, but thought that she must be at least partially aroused. If I didn't know better, I would have thought she intended to seduce me.
Seduction would have been very easy, because I found this Asian beauty to be very desirable indeed, but knew I had to avoid rushing things.
Anna broke the silence with an unexpected question, "What would you like me to do?"
"I would really like you to look me in the face and show me your lovely smile," I said, smiling at her.
Slowly her head raised and her eyes met mine. She smiled, at first timidly, and then fully.
I reached out my hands to her and she took my hands. The physical contact seemed to help.
"Your smile really lights up your pretty face, Anna," I said, "and I am going to do what I can to keep you smiling!"
"Why is it so important to you that I smile?" queried Anna.
"Partly because when you smile, you are in a happier frame of mind," I said, "and especially because I get to enjoy your pretty face even more!"
I loved the pretty tone of Anna's skin, but thought I saw a hint of blushing. Taking Anna's hands, I stood up and asked if I could hold her.
She stood before me and I wrapped my arms around her waist. She stood as high as my shoulders and felt really wonderful in my arms.
As I held her I gently kissed her ear, then her neck and her cheek. When I got to her pretty lips I was cautious, not wanting to go to fast. I touched my lips to hers and she puckered a bit, but did not part her lips, so I gladly accepted the kiss she had offered me.
As I held her I rubbed her back and moved a hand below her waist and felt the soft roundness of her pretty cheeks. I realized that I might have been taking an unwelcomed liberty with her, and quickly moved my hand up.
"It's ok," Anna said, "you are not like other men."
I returned my hand to her cheeks and lovingly massaged them.
"How am I different, Anna?" I asked.
"You are a gentleman," she replied, "and seem to care more about me than about yourself."
"You are important to me," I stated, "and I do care about you."
"I was very afraid when you arrived," said Anna, "but I am not so afraid now."
"I'm glad," I replied, "and hope that you will begin to feel completely safe with me."
"Please be patient with me," she answered, "I don't mean to be so difficult."
"My time is your time, dear Anna," I said, "I enjoy just being with you, so let's just enjoy our special time together."
Anna raised her head to me, inviting a kiss. I eagerly accepted the invitation, and this time her tongue parted my lips and entered my mouth. It was a wonderful feeling and I thought I felt passion in her kiss, though it was still a little tentative.
She pressed herself against me and I could feel her clitty, hard against my leg. As she pressed against me, she was feeling me as well.
"You need the attention of a woman," Anna said.
"Yes, I responded, "but I don't want you to do anything you don't really want to do."
Anna reached down and fumbled at my zipper. It must have been the first time for her and I didn't want her to have difficulty, so I unzipped. Her small hand reached inside and took hold of my hardness.
"It's so much bigger than I thought it would be!" she exclaimed.
She tried to get me loose from my shorts, so I helped her and soon my erection was completely out.
"I've seen pictures of big ones on the internet before, but didn't think they were real," she said, "but now I know they are."
I was quite average by American standards – only 6" or about 13cm, but most Asians were a little smaller.
Anna handled me and soon I was breathing very hard.
"I know that as a man," she said, "you may not be thinking very rationally – just responding to your feelings."
"Anna, that is wonderful," I responded, "but you don't have to do that."
Anna smiled and continued. She pushed me to the couch and knelt on the floor and continued to stroke me.
She leaned over as if to suck me, but stopped. Instead she continued to stroke me and I found myself getting close. "I'm cumming," I said, and Anna grabbed a nearby towel which caught my entire load.
It felt wonderful – I had never expected that.
"Now what?" asked Anna.
"I am very grateful for what you have done," I said, "and want to care for your needs."
"There is no need," said Anna, "did you want to leave?"
"NO!" I exclaimed, "why on earth would I want to leave?"
"Some men just leave once they cum," said Anna, "but you don't seem to be like that."
"No, I'm not like that", I shot back, "though I was hoping to pleasure you first."
"There is no need," said Anna, "I'm fine."
"Yes, you are very fine indeed!" I said, "but wouldn't you like to climax?"
I reached over and touched her clitty through her soft panties.
"What do you want me to do?" Anna asked.
"Just slip your panties off and sit here," I said.
She nervously removed her panties, perhaps not completely comfortable with my seeing her so exposed. She had a very pretty clitty – it looked perfectly femme. It was about 10cm long and uncircumsized, as was common in Asia. It was a little darker than Anna's skin and looked very beautiful. I took Anna's erect clitty in my hand and gently fondled it as I kissed her. Her kiss told me I was doing the right thing, so I now was ready to take things further.
I bent down and took her lovely clitty into my mouth.
Anna immediately protested, saying, "Bill! You dont' need to do that."
I ignored her protest and moved my tongue around her clitty. Soon she was moaning with delight and lay back on the couch. I knew she was getting close when her small fingers grabbed my hair tightly and pulled my head to her.
Soon her girl juice was filling my mouth, and I was really glad to have brought her to climax.
I swallowed her juice and was surprised to hear her say, "You better go now!"
Disappointed, I got up and left. While I had not expected this, I wasn't surprised. She was very new at this and struggling with expressing her femme side.
I thanked her for seeing me and left.
To be continued . . .
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–Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)